Look around

See the smiles of those around him.

 Wonder how they could be happy.

He thinks, "How could I have gone from being so happy,

to completely dead inside in seconds?

Them drugs got a hold of her,

took her down to the deep,

killed her. She meant the world to me.

She was the reason I was sane,

the reason I was alive,

the reason I felt like I belonged,

like I had a home.

If only I called,

said I cared, before I lost her forever."

How does one go from happy for years, to completely lonely and dead for life?

By losing hope,

loved ones,

and getting hurt one too many times.

He does not simply just get sad anymore.

He just gets a little more broken,

a little more lost,

a little closer to death.